February 8, 2012
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To my mother, education meant the most precious of things: freedom.
I drive past the abortion clinic on State Street daily. Or rather, I drive past the Jackson Women's Health Center office on State Street daily. Because that's what it is: ...
When I was first contacted regarding writing about romance, my very first thought was: "What the hell do I know about romance? I'm married."
"The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world." —William Ross Wallace